Contents：
　　MomentsofVisionTheVoiceofThings"Whybeatpains？"
　　"Wesatatthewindow"
　　AfternoonServiceatMellstockAttheWicket—gateInaMuseumApostrophetoanOldPsalmTuneAttheWord"Farewell"
　　FirstSightofHerandAfterTheRivalHeredity"Youwerethesortthatmenforget"
　　She，I，andTheyNearLanivet，1872
　　JoysofMemoryTotheMoonCopyingArchitectureinanOldMinsterToShakespeareQuidhicagis？
　　OnaMidsummerEveTimingHerBeforeKnowledgeTheBlindedBird"Thewindblewwords"
　　TheFadedFaceTheRiddleTheDuelAtMayfairLodgingsTomyFather’sViolinTheStatueofLibertyTheBackgroundandtheFigureTheChangeSittingontheBridgeTheYoungChurchwarden"Itravelasaphantomnow"
　　LinestoaMovementinMozart’sE—flatSymphony"Intheseventies"
　　ThePedigreeThisHeart。AWoman’sDreamWheretheylivedTheOccultationLifelaughsOnwardThePeace—offering"Somethingtapped"
　　TheWoundAMerrymakinginQuestion"Isaidandsangherexcellence"
　　AJanuaryNight。1879
　　AKissTheAnnouncementTheOxenTheTressesThePhotographOnaHeathAnAnniversary"BytheRunicStone"
　　ThePinkFrockTransformationsInherPrecinctsTheLastSignalTheHouseofSilenceGreatThingsTheChimesTheFigureintheScene"WhydidIsketch"
　　ConjectureTheBlowLovetheMonopolistAtMiddle—fieldGateinFebruaryTheYouthwhocarriedaLightTheHeadabovetheFogOverlookingtheRiverStourTheMusicalBoxOnSturminsterFoot—bridgeRoyalSponsorsOldFurnitureAThoughtinTwoMoodsTheLastPerformance"Youonthetower"
　　TheInterloperLogsontheHearthTheSunshadeTheAgeingHouseTheCagedGoldfinchAtMadameTussaud’sinVictorianYearsTheBalletTheFiveStudentsTheWind’sProphecyDuringWindandRainHeprefersherEarthlyTheDollsMollygoneABackwardSpringLookingAcrossAtaSeasideTownin1869
　　TheGlimpseThePedestrian"Who’sinthenextroom？"
　　AtaCountryFairTheMemorialBrass：186—
　　HerLove—birdsPayingCallsTheUpperBirch—Leaves"Itneverlookslikesummer"
　　EverythingcomesTheManwithaPastHefearshisGoodFortuneHewondersaboutHimselfJubilateHerevisitshisFirstSchool"Ithought，myheart"
　　FragmentMidnightontheGreatWesternHoneymoonTimeatanInnTheRobin"IroseandwenttoRou’tortown"
　　TheNettlesInaWaiting—roomTheClock—winderOldExcursionsTheMaskedFaceInaWhisperingGalleryTheSomethingthatsavedHimTheEnemy’sPortraitImaginingsOntheDoorstepSignsandTokensPathsofFormerTimeTheClockoftheYearsAtthePianoTheShadowontheStoneIntheGardenTheTreeandtheLadyAnUpbraidingTheYoungGlass—stainerLookingataPictureonanAnniversaryTheChoirmaster’sBurialTheManwhoforgotWhiledrawinginaChurchyard"ForLifeIhadnevercaredgreatly"
　　POEMSOFWARANDPATRIOTISM：
　　"Menwhomarchaway"（SongoftheSoldiers）
　　HisCountryEnglandtoGermanyin1914
　　OntheBelgianExpatriationAnAppealtoAmericaonbehalfoftheBelgianDestituteThePityofItInTimeofWarsandTumultsInTimeof"theBreakingofnations"
　　CryoftheHomelessBeforeMarchingandAfter"Oftenwhenwarring"
　　ThenandNowACalltoNationalServiceTheDeadandtheLivingOneANewYear’sEveinWarTime"Imetaman"
　　"Ilookedupfrommywriting"
　　FINALE：
　　TheComingoftheEndAfterwardsMOMENTSOFVISION
　　ThatmirrorWhichmakesofmenatransparency，WhoholdsthatmirrorAndbidsussuchabreast—barespectacleseeOfyouandme？
　　ThatmirrorWhosemagicpenetrateslikeadart，WholiftsthatmirrorAndthrowsourmindbackonus，andourheart，Untilwestart？
　　ThatmirrorWorkswellinthesenighthoursofache；
　　WhyinthatmirrorAretinctsweneverseeourselvesoncetakeWhentheworldisawake？
　　ThatmirrorCantesteachmortalwhenunaware；
　　Yea，thatstrangemirrorMaycatchhislastthoughts，wholelifefoulorfair，Glassingit——where？
　　THEVOICEOFTHINGS
　　FortyAugusts——aye，andseveralmore——ago，WhenIpacedtheheadlandsloosedfromdullemploy，Thewaveshuzza’dlikeamultitudebelowIntheswayofanall—includingjoyWithoutcloy。
　　BlanklyIwalkedthereadoubledecadeafter，Whenthwartshadflungtheirtoilsinfrontofme，AndIheardthewaterswagginginalongironiclaughterAtthelotofmen，andallthevapouryThingsthatbe。
　　WheelingchangehassetmeagainstandingwhereOnceIheardthewaveshuzzaatLammas—tide；
　　Buttheysupplicatenow——likeacongregationthereWhomurmurtheConfession——Ioutside，Prayerdenied。
　　"WHYBEATPAINS？"
　　（Wooer’sSong）
　　WhybeatpainsthatIshouldknowYousoughtnotme？
　　Dobreezes，then，makefeaturesglowSorosily？
　　Come，thelitportisatourback，Andthetumblingsea；
　　ElsewherethelamplessuphilltrackTouncertainty!
　　Oshouldnotwetwowaifsjoinhands？
　　Iamalone，YouwouldenrichmemorethanlandsBybeingmyown。
　　Yet，thoughthisfacilemomentflies，Closeisyourtone，Andereto—morrow’sdewfalldriesIploughtheunknown。
　　"WESATATTHEWINDOW"
　　（Bournemouth，1875）
　　Wesatatthewindowlookingout，AndtheraincamedownlikesilkenstringsThatSwithin’sday。EachgutterandspoutBabbleduncheckedinthebusywayOfwitlessthings：
　　Nothingtoread，nothingtoseeSeemedinthatroomforherandmeOnSwithin’sday。
　　Wewereirkedbythescene，byourownselves；yes，ForIdidnotknow，nordidsheinferHowmuchtherewastoreadandguessByherinme，andtoseeandcrownBymeinher。
　　Wastedweretwosoulsintheirprime，Andgreatwasthewaste，thatJulytimeWhentheraincamedown。
　　AFTERNOONSERVICEATMELLSTOCK
　　（Circa1850）
　　OnafternoonsofdrowsycalmWestoodinthepanelledpew，Singingone—voicedaTate—and—BradypsalmTothetuneof"CambridgeNew。"
　　Wewatchedtheelms，wewatchedtherooks，Thecloudsuponthebreeze，Betweenthewhilesofglancingatourbooks，Andswayinglikethetrees。
　　Somindlesswerethoseoutpourings!—
　　ThoughIamnotawareThatIhavegainedbysubtlethoughtonthingsSincewestoodpsalmingthere。
　　ATTHEWICKET—GATE
　　Therefloatedthesoundsofchurch—chiming，Butnoonewasnigh，Tilltherecame，asabreakintheloneness，Herfather，she，I。
　　Andweslowlymovedontothewicket，Anddownlookingstood，Tillanonpeoplepassed，andamidthemWepartedforgood。
　　Greater，wiser，mayparttherethanwethreeWhopartedtherethen，ButneverwillFatescolder—featuredHoldswaythereagain。
　　OfthechurchgoersthroughthestillmeadowsNosingleoneknewWhataplaywasplayedundertheireyesthereAsthencewewithdrew。
　　INAMUSEUM
　　I
　　Here’sthemouldofamusicalbirdlongpassedfromlight，Whichovertheearthbeforemancamewaswinging；
　　There’sacontraltovoiceIheardlastnight，Thatlodgesinmestillwithitssweetsinging。
　　II
　　SuchadreamisTimethatthecooofthisancientbirdHasperishednot，butisblent，orwillbeblendingMidvisionlesswildsofspacewiththevoicethatIheard，Inthefull—fuguedsongoftheuniverseunending。
　　EXETER。
　　APOSTROPHETOANOLDPSALMTUNE
　　Imetyoufirst——ah，whendidIfirstmeetyou？
　　WhenIwasfullofwonder，andinnocent，Standingmeek—eyedwiththoseofchoricbent，WhiledimmingdaygrewdimmerInthepulpit—glimmer。
　　MuchriperinyearsImetyou——inatempleWheresummersunsetstreameduponourshapes，Andyouspreadovermelikeagauzethatdrapes，Andflappedfromfloortorafters，Sweetasangels’laughters。
　　ButyouhadbeenstrippedofsomeofyouroldvestureByMonk，oranother。Nowyouworenofrill，Andatfirstyoustartledme。ButIknewyoustill，ThoughImissedtheminim’swaver，Andthedottedquaver。
　　Igrewaccustomedtoyouthus。AndyouhailedmeThroughonewhoevokedyouoften。ThenatlastYourraiserwasborneoff，andImournedyouhadpassedFrommylifewithyourlateoutsetter；
　　TillIsaid，"’Tisbetter!"
　　Butyouwaylaidme。Iroseandwentasaghostgoes，Andsaid，eyes—full"I’llneverhearitagain!
　　ItisovermuchforscathedandmemoriedmenWhensittingamongstrangepeopleUndertheirsteeple。"
　　Now，anewstirreroftonescallsyouupbeforemeAndwakesyourspeech，assheofEndordid（WhensoughtbySaulwho，indisguiseshid，Felldownontheearthtohearit）
　　Samuel’sspirit。
　　So，yourquiredoraclesbeattilltheymakemetrembleAsIdiscernyourmienintheoldattire，HereintheseturmoiledyearsofbelligerentfireLivingstillon——andonward，maybe，TillDoom’sgreatdaybe!
　　Sunday，August13，1916。
　　ATTHEWORD"FAREWELL"
　　ShelookedlikeabirdfromacloudOntheclammylawn，Movingalone，bare—browedInthedimofdawn。
　　ThecandlesalightintheroomFormypartingmealMadeallthingswithoutdoorsloomStrange，ghostly，unreal。
　　Thehouritselfwasaghost，AnditseemedtomethenAsofchancesthechancefurthermostIshouldseeheragain。
　　IbeheldnotwhereallwassofleetThataPlanofthepastWhichhadruledusfrombirthtimetomeetWasinworkingatlast：
　　NopreludedidIthereperceiveToadramaatall，OrforeshadowwhatfortunemightweaveFrombeginningssosmall；
　　ButIroseasifquickedbyaspurIwasboundtoobey，AndsteppedthroughthecasementtoherStillaloneinthegray。
　　"Iamleavingyou……Farewell!"Isaid，AsIfollowedheronByanalleybareboughsoverspread；
　　"Isoonmustbegone!"
　　EventhenthescalemighthavebeenturnedAgainstlovebyafeather，—ButcrimsononecheekofhersburnedWhenwecameintogether。
　　FIRSTSIGHTOFHERANDAFTER
　　AdayisdrawingtoitsfallIhadnotdreamedtosee；
　　ThefirstofmanytoenthrallMyspirit，willitbe？
　　OristhisevetheendofallSuchnewdelightforme？
　　Ijourneyhome：thepatterngrowsOfmoonshadesontheway：
　　"Soonthefirstquarter，Isuppose，"
　　Sky—glancingtravellerssay；
　　Irealizethatit，forthose，Hasbeenacommonday。
　　THERIVAL
　　Ideterminedtofindoutwhoseitwas—
　　Theportraithelookedatso，andsighed；
　　BitterlyhaveIruedmymeannessAndweptforitsincehedied!
　　Isearchedhisdeskwhenhewasaway，Andtherewasthelikeness——yes，myown!
　　TakenwhenIwastheseason’sfairest，Andtime—linesallunknown。
　　Ismiledatmyimage，andputitback，Andhewentoncherishingit，untilIwaschafedthathelovednotthemethenliving，Butthatpastwomanstill。
　　Well，suchwasmyjealousyatlast，Idestroyedthatfaceoftheformerme；
　　CouldyoueverhavedreamedtheheartofwomanWouldworksofoolishly!
　　HEREDITY
　　Iamthefamilyface；
　　Fleshperishes，Iliveon，ProjectingtraitandtraceThroughtimetotimesanon，AndleapingfromplacetoplaceOveroblivion。
　　Theyears—heiredfeaturethatcanIncurveandvoiceandeyeDespisethehumanspanOfdurance——thatisI；
　　Theeternalthinginman，Thatheedsnocalltodie。
　　"YOUWERETHESORTTHATMENFORGET"
　　Youwerethesortthatmenforget；
　　ThoughI——notyet!—
　　Perhapsnotever。YourslightedweaknessAddstothestrengthofmyregret!
　　You’dnottheart——youneverhadForgoodorbad—
　　Tomakemenseehowsweetyourmeaning，Which，visible，hadcharmedthemglad。
　　Youwould，bywordsineptletfall，Offendthemall，EveniftheysawyourwarmdevotionWouldholdyourlife’sbloodattheircall。
　　YoulackedtheeyetounderstandThosefriendsoffhandWhosemodewascrude，thoughwhosedimpurportOutpricedthecourtesiesofthebland。
　　IamnowtheonlybeingwhoRemembersyouItmaybe。WhatawastethatNatureGrudgedsoulsodeartheartitsdue!
　　SHE，I，ANDTHEY
　　Iwassitting，Shewasknitting，Andtheportraitsofourfore—folkhungaround；
　　Whentherestruckonusasigh；
　　"Ah——whatisthat？"saidI：
　　"Wasitnotyou？"saidshe。"Asighdidsound。"
　　Ihadnotbreathedit，Northenight—windheavedit，Andhowitcametouswecouldnotguess；
　　AndwelookedupateachfaceFramedandglazedthereinitsplace，Stillhearkening；butthenceforthwassilentness。
　　Halfindreaming，"Thenitsmeaning，"
　　Saidwe，"mustbesurelythis；thattheyrepineThatweshouldbethelastOfstocksonceunsurpassed，Andunabletokeepuptheirsturdyline。"
　　1916。
　　NEARLANIVET，1872
　　Therewasastuntedhandpostjustonthecrest，Onlyafewfeethigh：
　　Shewastired，andwestoppedinthetwilight—timeforherrest，Atthecrosswaysclosethereby。
　　Sheleantback，beingsoweary，againstitsstem，Andlaidherarmsonitsown，Eachopenpalmstretchedouttoeachendofthem，Hersadfacesidewaysthrown。
　　Herwhite—clothedformatthisdim—litceaseofdayMadeherlookasonecrucifiedInmygazeatherfromthemidstofthedustyway，Andhurriedly"Don’t，"Icried。
　　Idonotthinksheheard。Loosingthenceshesaid，Asshesteppedforthreadytogo，"Iamrestednow。——Somethingstrangecameintomyhead；
　　IwishIhadnotleantso!"
　　AndwordlesswemovedonwarddownfromthehillInthewestcloud’smurkedobscure，AndlookingbackwecouldseethehandpoststillInthesolitudeofthemoor。
　　"Itstruckhertoo，"Ithought，forasifafraidSheheavilybreathedaswetrailed；
　　Tillshesaid，"Ididnotthinkhow’twouldlookintheshade，WhenIleanttherelikeonenailed。"
　　I，lightly："There’snothinginit。ForYOU，anyhow!"
　　——"OIknowthereisnot，"saidshe……
　　"YetIwonder……Ifnooneisbodilycrucifiednow，Inspiritonemaybe!"
　　Andwedraggedonandon，whileweseemedtoseeIntherunningofTime’sfarglassHercrucified，asshehadwonderedifshemightbeSomeday。——Alas，alas!
　　JOYSOFMEMORY
　　Whenthespringcomesround，andacertaindayLooksoutfromthebrumebytheeasterncopsetreesAndsays，Remember，Ibeginagain，asifitwerenew，AdayoflikedateIoncelivedthrough，Whilingithourbyhouraway；
　　SoshallIdotillmyDecember，Whenspringcomesround。
　　ItakemyholidaythenandmyrestAwayfromthedunlifehereaboutme，Oldhoursre—greetingWiththequietsensethatbringtheymustSuchthrobsasatfirst，tillIhousewithdust，AndinthenumbnessmyheartsomezestForthingsthatwere，bepastrepeatingWhenspringcomesround。
　　TOTHEMOON
　　"Whathaveyoulookedat，Moon，Inyourtime，Nowlongpastyourprime？"
　　"O，Ihavelookedat，oftenlookedatSweet，sublime，Sorethings，shudderful，nightandnoonInmytime。"
　　"Whathaveyoumusedon，Moon，Inyourday，Soaloof，sofaraway？"
　　"O，Ihavemusedon，oftenmusedonGrowth，decay，Nationsalive，dead，mad，aswoon，Inmyday!"
　　"Haveyoumuchwondered，Moon，Onyourrounds，Self—wrapt，beyondEarth’sbounds？"
　　"Yea，Ihavewondered，oftenwonderedAtthesoundsReachingmeofthehumantuneOnmyrounds。"
　　"Whatdoyouthinkofit，Moon，Asyougo？
　　IsLifemuch，orno？"
　　"O，Ithinkofit，oftenthinkofitAsashowGodoughtsurelytoshutupsoon，AsIgo。"
　　COPYINGARCHITECTUREINANOLDMINSTER
　　（Wimborne）
　　HowsmartlythequartersofthehourmarchbyThatthejack—o’—clockneverforgets；
　　Ding—dong；andbeforeIhavetracedacusp’seye，Orgotthetruetwistoftheogeeover，Adoubleding—dongricochetts。
　　JustsodidheclangherebeforeIcame，AndsowillheclangwhenI’mgoneThroughtheMinster’scavernoushollows——thesameTaleofhoursnevermoretobewillhedeliverTothespeechlessmidnightanddawn!
　　Igrowtoconceiveitacalltoghosts，Whosemouldliesbelowandaround。
　　Yes；thenext"Come，come，"drawsthemoutfromtheirposts，Andtheygather，andoneshadeappears，andanother，Astheeve—dampscreepfromtheground。
　　See——aCourtenaystandsbyhisquatre—foiledtomb，AndaDukeandhisDuchessnear；
　　AndoneSirEdmundincolumnedgloom，AndaSaxonkingbythepresbyterychamber；
　　Andshapesunknownintherear。
　　MaybetheyhavemetforaparleonsomeplanTobetterail—strickenmankind；
　　Icatchtheircheepings，thoughthinnerthanTheoverheadcreakofapassager’spinionWhenleavinglandbehind。
　　Orperhapstheyspeaktotheyetunborn，AndcautionthemnottocomeToaworldsoancientandtrouble—torn，Offoiledintents，vainlovingkindness，Andardourschilledandnumb。
　　TheywastetofogasIstirandstand，Andmovefromthearchedrecess，Andpickupthedrawingthatslippedfrommyhand，AndfeelforthepencilIdroppedinthecrannyInamoment’sforgetfulness。
　　TOSHAKESPEARE
　　AFTERTHREEHUNDREDYEARS
　　BrightbafflingSoul，leastcapturableofthemes，Thou，whodisplay’dstalifeofcommon—place，LeavingnointimatewordorpersonaltraceOfhighdesignoutsidetheartistryOfthypenneddreams，Stillshaltremainatheartunreadeternally。
　　Throughhumanorbitsthydiscourseto—day，Despitethyformalpilgrimage，throbsonInharmoniesthatcowOblivion，And，likethewind，withall—uncaredeffectMaintainaswayNotfore—desired，intracksunchosenandunchecked。
　　Andyet，atthylastbreath，withmindlessnoteTheboroughclocksbutsamelytonguedthehour，TheAvonjustasalwaysglassedthetower，Thyagewaspublishedonthypassing—bellButindueroteWithotherdwellers’deathsaccordedalikeknell。
　　Andatthestrokessometownsman（met，maybe，Andthereonqueriedbysomesquire’sgooddameDrivinginshopward）mayhavegiventhyname，With，"Yes，aworthymanandwell—to—do；
　　Though，asforme，Iknewhimbutbyjustaneighbour’snod，’tistrue。
　　"I’faith，fewknewhimmuchhere，savebyword，Hehavingelsewhereledhisbusierlife；
　　Thoughtobesureheleftwithushiswife。"
　　——"Ah，oneofthetradesmen’ssons，Inowrecall……
　　Witty，I’veheard……
　　Wedidnotknowhim……Well，good—day。Deathcomestoall。"
　　So，likeastrangebrightbirdwesometimesfindTominglewiththebarn—doorbroodawhile，Thenvanishfromtheirhomelydomicile—
　　Intoman’spoesy，wewotnotwhence，Flewthystrangemind，Lodgedtherearadiantguest，andspedforeverthence。
　　1916。
　　QUIDHICAGIS？
　　I
　　WhenIweeklyknewAnancientpew，AndmurmuredthereTheformsofprayerAndthanksandpraiseIntheancientways，AndheardreadoutDuringAugustdroughtThatchapterfromKingsHarvest—timebrings；
　　—Howtheprophet，brokenBygriefsunspoken，WentheavilyawayTofastandtopray，And，whilewaitingtodie，TheLordpassedby，AndawhirlwindandfireDrewnigherandnigher，AndasmallvoiceanonBadehimupandbegone，—
　　IdidnotapprehendAsIsattotheendAndwatchedforhersmileAcrossthesunnedaisle，ThatthistaleofaseerWhichcameonceayearMight，whensandswereheaping，Belikeasweatcreeping，OrinanydegreeBearonheroronme!
　　II
　　Whenlater，bychanceOfcircumstance，ItbefelmetoreadOnahotafternoonAtthelecternthereTheselfsamewordsAsthelessondecreed，TothegatheredfewFromthehamletsnear—
　　FolkofflocksandherdsSittinghalfaswoon，WholistenedtheretoAswomenandmenNotovermuchConcernedatsuch—
　　So，likethemthen，IdidnotseeWhatdroughtmightbeWithme，withher，AstheKalendarMovedon，andTimeDevouredourprime。
　　III
　　Butnow，atlast，Whenourgloryhaspassed，AndthereisnosmileFromherintheaisle，ButwhereitonceshoneAmarble，mensay，WithhernamethereonIsdiscernedto—day；
　　AndspiritlessInthewildernessIshrinkfromsightAnddesirethenight，（Though，asinoldwise，Imightstillarise，Goforth，andstandAndprophesyintheland），IfeeltheshakeOfwindandearthquake，AndconsumingfireNigherandnigher，Andthevoicecatchclear，"Whatdoestthouhere？"
　　TheSpectator1916。DuringtheWar。
　　ONAMIDSUMMEREVE
　　Iidlycutaparsleystalk，Andblewthereintowardsthemoon；
　　IhadnotthoughtwhatghostswouldwalkWithshiveringfootstepstomytune。
　　Iwent，andknelt，andscoopedmyhandAsiftodrink，intothebrook，AndafaintfigureseemedtostandAboveme，withthebygonelook。
　　Ilippedroughrhymesofchance，notchoice，Ithoughtnotwhatmywordsmightbe；
　　TherecameintomyearavoiceThatturnedatendererverseforme。
　　TIMINGHER
　　（Writtentoanoldfolk—tune）
　　Lalage’scoming：
　　Whereisshenow，O？
　　Turningtobow，O，Andsmile，isshe，Justatparting，Parting，parting，AssheisstartingTocometome？
　　Whereisshenow，O，Now，andnow，O，Shadowingabough，O，OfhedgeortreeAssheisrushing，Rushing，rushing，GossamersbrushingTocometome？
　　Lalage’scoming；
　　Whereisshenow，O；
　　Climbingthebrow，O，OfhillsIsee？
　　Yes，sheisnearing，Nearing，nearing，WeatherunfearingTocometome。
　　Nearisshenow，O，Now，andnow，O；
　　Milktherichcow，O，Forwardthetea；
　　Shakethedownbedforher，Linensheetsspreadforher，DraperoundtheheadforherComingtome。
　　Lalage’scoming，She’snearernow，O，Endanyhow，O，To—day’shusbandry!
　　Wouldagiltchairweremine，Slippersofvairweremine，BrushesforhairweremineOfivory!
　　Whatwillshethink，O，Shewho’ssocomely，ViewinghowhomelyAsortarewe!
　　Nothingresplendent，Nopromptattendant，NotonedependentPertainingtome!
　　Lalage’scoming；
　　Whereisshenow，O？
　　FainI’davow，O，FullhonestlyNoughthere’senoughforher，Allistooroughforher，EvenmyloveforherPoorindegree。
　　She’snearernow，O，Stillnearernow，O，She’tis，Ivow，O，Passingthelea。
　　Rushdowntomeetherthere，Calloutandgreetherthere，NeverasweeterthereCrossedtome!
　　Lalage’scome；aye，Comeisshenow，O!……
　　DoesHeavenallow，O，Ameetingtobe？
　　Yes，sheisherenow，Herenow，herenow，Nothingtofearnow，Here’sLalage!
　　BEFOREKNOWLEDGE
　　WhenIwalkedroselesstracksandwide，Eredawnedyourdateformeetingme，OwhydidyounotcryHallooAcrossthestretchbetween，andsay：
　　"Wemove，whileyearsasyetdivide，Onclosinglineswhich——thoughitbeYouknowmenotnorIknowyou—
　　Willintersectandjoinsomeday!"
　　ThenwellIhadborneEachscrapingthorn；
　　Butthewintersfroze，Andgrewnorose；
　　NobridgebestrodeThegapatall；
　　Noshapeyoushowed，AndIheardnocall!
　　THEBLINDEDBIRD
　　Sozestfullycanstthousing？
　　Andallthisindignity，WithGod’sconsent，onthee!
　　Blindedereyeta—wingBythered—hotneedlethou，IstandandwonderhowSozestfullythoucanstsing!
　　Resentingnotsuchwrong，Thygrievouspainforgot，Eternaldarkthylot，Gropingthywholelifelong；
　　Afterthatstaboffire；
　　Enjailedinpitilesswire；
　　Resentingnotsuchwrong!
　　Whohathcharity？Thisbird。
　　Whosufferethlongandiskind，Isnotprovoked，thoughblindAndaliveensepulchred？
　　Whohopeth，endurethallthings？
　　Whothinkethnoevil，butsings？
　　Whoisdivine？Thisbird。
　　"THEWINDBLEWWORDS"
　　Thewindblewwordsalongtheskies，AndtheseitblewtomeThroughthewidedusk："Liftupyoureyes，Beholdthistroubledtree，Complainingasitswaysandplies；
　　Itisalimbofthee。
　　"Yea，too，thecreaturesshelteringround—
　　Dumbfigures，wildandtame，Yea，too，thyfellowswhoabound—
　　EitherofspeechthesameOrfarandstrange——black，dwarfed，andbrowned，Theyarestuffofthyownframe。"
　　ImovedoninasurgingaweOfinarticulatenessAtthepatheticMeIsawInallhishugedistress，Makingself—slaughterofthelawTokill，break，orsuppress。
　　THEFADEDFACE
　　HowwasthisIdidnotseeSuchalookasherewasshownEreitswomanhoodhadblownPastitsfirstfelicity？—
　　ThatIdidnotknowyouyoung，FadedFace，Knowyouyoung!
　　WhydidTimesoillbesteadThatIheardnovoiceofyoursHailfromoutthecurvedcontoursOfthoselipswhenrosyred；
　　Weetednotthesongstheysung，FadedFace，Songstheysung!
　　Bytheseblanchings，bloomsofold，Andtherelicsofyourvoice—
　　LeavingsrareofrichandchoiceFromyourearlytoneandmould—
　　Letmemourn，——aye，sorrow—wrung，FadedFace，Sorrow—wrung!
　　THERIDDLE
　　I
　　StretchingeyeswestOverthesea，Windfoulorfair，AlwaysstoodsheProspect—impressed；
　　SolelyoutthereDidhergazerest，NeverelsewhereSeemedcharmtobe。
　　II
　　AlwayseyeseastPondersshenow—
　　Asindevotion—
　　HillsofblankbrowWherenowavesplough。
　　NevertheleastRoomforemotionDrawnfromtheoceanDoessheallow。
　　THEDUEL
　　"Iamheretotime，yousee；
　　Thegladeiswell—screened——eh？——againstalarm；
　　FitplacetovindicatebymyarmThehonourofmyspotlesswife，WhoscornsyourlibeluponherlifeInboastingintimacy!
　　"’Allhush—offeringsyou’llspurn，Myhusband。Twomustcome；oneonlygo，’
　　Shesaid。’Thathe’llbeyouIknow；
　　TofaithlikeoursHeavenwillbejust，AndIshallabideinfullesttrustYourspeedygladreturn。’"
　　"Good。HereamalsoI；
　　Andwe’llproceedwithoutmorewasteofwordsTowarmyourcockpit。OftheswordsTakeyouyourchoice。IshalltherebyFeelthatonmenoblamecanlie，WhateverFateaccords。"
　　Sostrippedtheythere，andfought，Andtheswordsclickedandscraped，andtheonsetssped；
　　Tillthehusbandfell；andhisshirtwasredWithstreamsfromhisheart’shotcistern。NoughtCouldsavehimnow；andtheother，wroughtMaybetopity，said：
　　"Whydidyouurgeonthis？
　　Yourwifeassuredyou；and’thadbetterbeenThatyouhadletthingspass，sereneInconfidenceoflong—triedbliss，HoldingtherecouldbenoughtamissInwhatmywordsmightmean。"
　　Then，seeingnorruthnorrageCouldmovehisfoemanmore——nowDeath’sdeafthrall—
　　Hewipedhissteel，and，withacallLiketurtledovetodove，swiftbrokeIntothecopse，whereunderanoakHishorsecropt，heldbyapage。
　　"All’sover，Sweet，"hecriedTothewife，thusguised；fortheyoungpagewasshe。
　　"’Tisaswehopedandsaid’twouldbe。
　　Heneverguessed……WemountandrideTowhereourlovecanreignuneyed。
　　He’sclay，andwearefree。"
　　ATMAYFAIRLODGINGS
　　HowcouldIbeaware，TheoppositewindoweyeingAsIlaylistlessthere，ThatthroughitsblindswasdyingOneIhadratedrareBeforeIhadsetmesighingForanothermorefair？
　　Hadthehouse—frontbeenglass，Myvisionunobscuring，CouldaughthavecometopassMorehappiness—insuringToher，lovedasalassWhenspouseless，all—alluring？
　　Ireckonnot，alas!
　　So，thesquarewindowstood，Steadilynight—longshiningInmycloseneighbourhood，WholookedforthundiviningThatsoonwouldgoforgoodOnethereinpainreclining，Unpardoned，unadieu’d。
　　SilentlyscreenedfromviewHertragedywasendingThatneednothavecomedueHadshebeenlessunbending。
　　Hownear，nearwerewetwoAtthatlastvitalrending，—
　　Andneitherofusknew!
　　TOMYFATHER’SVIOLIN
　　DoeshewantyoudownthereIntheNetherGloomswhereThehoursmaybeadraggingloaduponhim，AshehearstheaxlegrindRoundandroundOfthegreatworld，intheblindStillprofoundOfthenight—time？HemightlivenatthesoundOfyourstring，revealingyouhadnotforgonehim。
　　Inthegallerywestthenave，Butafewyardsfromhisgrave，Didyou，tuckedbeneathhischin，tohisbowingGuidethehomelyharmonyOfthequireWhoforlongyearsstrenuously—
　　Sonandsire—
　　CaughtthestrainsthatathisfingeringloworhigherFromyourfourthinthreadsandeff—holescameoutflowing。
　　And，too，whatmerrytunesHewouldbowatnightsornoonsThatchancedtofindhimbenttoluteameasure，WhenhemadeyouspeakhisheartAsindream，Withoutbookormusic—chart，OnsomethemeElusiveasajack—o’—lanthorn’sgleam，Andthepsalmofdutyshelvedfortrillofpleasure。
　　Well，youcannot，alas，ThebarrieroverpassThatscreenshiminthoseMournfulMeadshereunder，WherenofiddlingcanbeheardInthegladesOfsilentness，nobirdThrillstheshades；
　　Wherenoviolistouchedforsongsorserenades，Nobowingwakesacongregation’swonder。
　　Hemustdowithoutyounow，StiryounomoreanyhowToyearningconcordstaughtyouinyourglory；
　　While，yourstringsatangledwreck，Oncesmartdrawn，Tenworm—woundsinyourneck，PurflingswanWithdust—hoar，herealoneIsadlyconYourpresentdumbness，shapeyouroldenstory。
　　1916。
　　THESTATUEOFLIBERTY
　　ThisstatueofLiberty，busyman，Hereerectinthecitysquare，Ihavewatchedwhileyourscrubbings，thisearlymorning，Strangelywistful，Andhalftristful，Haveturnedherfromfoultofair；
　　Withyourbucketofwater，andmop，andbrush，BringingheroutofthegrimeThathassmearedherduringthesmokesofwinterWithsuchglumnessInherdumbness，Andagedherbeforehertime。
　　Youhavewashedherdownwithmotherlycare—
　　Head，shoulders，arm，andfoot，Totheveryhemoftherobesthatdrapeher—
　　AllexpertlyAndalertly，Tillalongstream，blackwithsoot，Flowsoverthepavementtotheroad，Andhershapeloomspureassnow：
　　IreadyouarehiredbytheCityguardians—
　　Maybeyearly，Oroncemerely—
　　Totreatthestatuesso？
　　"Oh，I’mnothiredbytheCouncilmenTocleansethestatueshere。
　　Idothisoneasaself—willedduty，Notaspaidto，Oratallmadeto，Butbecausethedoingisdear。"
　　Ah，thenIhailyoubrotherandfriend!
　　Liberty’sknightdivine。
　　Whatyouhavedonewouldhavebeenmydoing，Yea，mostverily，Well，andthoroughly，Hadbutyourcouragebeenmine!
　　"OhIcarenotforLiberty’smould，Libertycharmsnotme；
　　What’sFreedombutanidler’svision，Vain，pernicious，Oftenvicious，Ofthingsthatcannotbe!
　　"Memoryitisthatbringsmetothis—
　　Ofadaughter——myonesweetown。
　　Shegrewafamouscarver’smodel，OneofthefairestAndoftherarest：—
　　Shesatforthefigureasshown。
　　"Butalas，shediedinthisdistantplaceBeforeIwaswarnedtobetakeMyselftoherside!……Andinloveofmydarling，Inloveofthefameofher，Andthegoodnameofher，Idothisforhersake。"
　　AnswerIgavenot。OfthatformThecarverwasIathisside；
　　Hischild，mymodel，heldsosaintly，Grandinfeature，Grossinnature，Inthedensofvicehaddied。
　　THEBACKGROUNDANDTHEFIGURE
　　（Lover’sDitty）
　　Ithinkoftheslopewheretherabbitsfed，Oftheperiwinks’rockworklair，Ofthefuchsiasringingtheirbellsofred—
　　Andthesomethingelseseenthere。
　　Betweenthebloomswherethesodbaskedbright，Bythebobbingfuchsiatrees，Wasanotherandyetmoreeyesomesight—
　　Thesightthatrichenedthese。
　　Ishallseekthosebeautiesinthespring，Whenthedaysarefitandfair，ButonlyasfoilstotheonemorethingThatalsowillflowerthere!
　　THECHANGE
　　Outofthepastthererisesaweek—
　　WhoshallreadtheyearsO!—
　　OutofthepastthererisesaweekEnringedwithapurplezone。
　　OutofthepastthererisesaweekWhenthoughtswerestrungtoothicktospeak，Andthemagicofitslineamentsremainswithmealone。
　　Inthatweektherewasheardasinging—
　　Whoshallspelltheyears，theyears!—
　　Inthatweektherewasheardasinging，Andthewhiteowlwonderedwhy。
　　Inthatweek，yea，avoicewasringing，AndforthfromthecasementwerecandlesflingingRadiancethatfellonthedeodarandlitupthepaththereby。
　　Couldthatsonghaveamockingnote？—
　　WhoshallunrolltheyearsO!—
　　CouldthatsonghaveamockingnoteTothewhiteowl’ssenseasitfell？
　　CouldthatsonghaveamockingnoteAsittrilledoutwarmfromthesinger’sthroat，Andwhowasthemockerandwhothemockedwhentwofeltallwaswell？
　　Inatedioustramplingcrowdyetlater—
　　Whoshallbaretheyears，theyears!—
　　Inatedioustramplingcrowdyetlater，Whensilverysingingsweredumb；
　　Inacrowduncaringwhattimemightfateher，MidmurksofnightIstoodtoawaither，Andthetwangingofironwheelsgaveoutthesignalthatshewascome。
　　Shesaidwithatravel—tiredsmile—
　　WhoshalllifttheyearsO!—
　　Shesaidwithatravel—tiredsmile，Halfscaredbyscenesostrange；
　　Shesaid，outwornbymileonmile，Theblurredlampswanningherfacethewhile，"OLove，Iamhere；Iamwithyou!"……Ah，thatthereshouldhavecomeachange!
　　Othedoombysomeonespoken—
　　Whoshallunsealtheyears，theyears!—
　　Othedoomthatgavenotoken，Whennothingofbalesawwe：
　　Othedoombysomeonespoken，Otheheartbysomeonebroken，Theheartwhosesweetreverberancesarealltimeleavestome。
　　Jan。—Feb。1913。
　　SITTINGONTHEBRIDGE
　　（Echoofanoldsong）
　　SittingonthebridgePastthebarracks，townandridge，AtoncethespiritseizedusTosingasongthatpleasedus—
　　As"TheFifth"weremuchinrumour；
　　Itwas"WhilstI’minthehumour，Takeme，Paddy，willyounow？"
　　Andalancersoondrewnigh，AndhisRoyalIrisheyeSaid，"Willing，faith，amI，O，totakeyouanyhow，dears，Totakeyouanyhow。"
　　But，lo!——dadwalkingby，Cried，"What，youlightheels!Fie!
　　IsthisthewayyouroamAndmockthesunsetgleam？"
　　Andhemarchedusstraightwayhome，Thoughwesaid，"Weareonly，daddy，Singing，’Willyoutakeme，Paddy？’"
　　——Well，weneversawfromthenIfwesangthereanywhen，Thesoldierdearagain，Exceptatnightindream—time，Exceptatnightindream。
　　Perhapsthatsoldier’sfightingInalandthat’sfaraway，OrhemaybeidlyplightingSomeforeignhussygay；
　　OrperhapshisbonesarewhitingInthewindtotheirdecay!……
　　Ah!——doeshemindhimhowThegirlshesawthatdayOnthebridge，weresittingsingingAtthetimeofcurfew—ringing，"Takeme，Paddy；willyounow，dear？
　　Paddy，willyounow？"
　　GREY’SBRIDGE。
　　THEYOUNGCHURCHWARDEN
　　Whenhelitthecandlesthere，Andthelightfellonhishand，AndittrembledashescannedHerandme，hisvanquishedairHintedthathisdreamwasdone，AndIsawhehadbegunTounderstand。
　　WhenLove’sviolwasunstrung，SoreIwishedthehandthatshookHadbeenminethatsharedherbookWhilethateveninghymnwassung，Histhevictor’s，ashelitCandleswherehehadbiddenussitWithvanquishedlook。
　　Nowherdustlieslistlessthere，Hisafarfromtendinghand，Whatavailsthevictoryscanned？
　　Doeshesmilefromupperair：
　　"Ah，myfriend，yourdreamisdone；
　　And’tisYOUwhohavebegunTounderstand!
　　"ITRAVELASAPHANTOMNOW"
　　Itravelasaphantomnow，ForpeopledonotwishtoseeInfleshandbloodsobareaboughAsNaturemakesofme。
　　AndthusIvisitbodilessStrangegloomyhouseholdsoftenatodds，AndwonderifMan’sconsciousnessWasamistakeofGod’s。
　　AndnextImeetyou，andIpause，Andthinkthatifmistakeitwere，Assomehavesaid，OthenitwasOnethatIwellcanbear!
　　1915。
　　LINES
　　TOAMOVEMENTINMOZART’SE—FLATSYMPHONY
　　ShowmeagainthetimeWhenintheJunetide’sprimeWeflewbymeadsandmountainsnortherly!—
　　Yea，tosuchfreshness，fairness，fulness，fineness，freeness，Lovelureslifeon。
　　ShowmeagainthedayWhenfromthesandybayWelookedtogetheruponthepesteredsea!—
　　Yea，tosuchsurging，swaying，sighing，swelling，shrinking，Lovelureslifeon。
　　ShowmeagainthehourWhenbythepinnacledtowerWeeyedeachotherandfearedfuturity!—
　　Yea，tosuchbodings，broodings，beatings，blanchings，blessings，Lovelureslifeon。
　　Showmeagainjustthis：
　　ThemomentofthatkissAwayfromtheprancingfolk，bythestrawberry—tree!—
　　Yea，tosuchrashness，ratheness，rareness，ripeness，richness，Lovelureslifeon。
　　BegunNovember1898。
　　"INTHESEVENTIES"
　　"Quiderideturabamicosuosicutego。"——JOB。
　　IntheseventiesIwasbearinginmybreast，Pennedtight，CertainstarrythoughtsthatthrewamagiclightOntheworktimesandthesoundlesshoursofrestIntheseventies；aye，IboretheminmybreastPennedtight。
　　Intheseventieswhenmyneighbours——evenmyfriend—
　　Sawmepass，Headswereshaken，andIheardthewords，"Alas，Forhisonwardyearsandnameunlesshemend!"
　　Intheseventies，whenmyneighboursandmyfriendSawmepass。
　　IntheseventiesthosewhometmedidnotknowOfthevisionThatimmunedmefromthechillingsofmis—prisionAndthedampsthatchokedmygoingstoandfroIntheseventies；yea，thosenoddersdidnotknowOfthevision。
　　Intheseventiesnoughtcoulddarkenordestroyit，Lockedinme，Thoughasdelicateaslamp—worm’slucency；
　　NeithermistnormurkcouldweakenoralloyitIntheseventies!——couldnotdarkenordestroyit，Lockedinme。
　　THEPEDIGREE
　　I
　　IbentinthedeepofnightOverapedigreethechroniclergaveAsmine；andasIbentthere，half—unrobed，Theuncurtainedpanesofmywindow—squareletinthewaterylightOfthemooninitsoldage：
　　Andgreen—rheumedcloudswerehurryingpastwheremuteandcolditglobedLikeadriftingdolphin’seyeseenthroughalappingwave。
　　II
　　So，scanningmysire—sowntree，Andthehieroglyphsofthisspousetiedtothat，Withoffspringmappedbelowinlineage，Tillthetanglestroubledme，ThebranchesseemedtotwistintoasearedandcynicfaceWhichwinkedandtokenedtowardsthewindowlikeaMageEnchantingmetogazeagainthereat。
　　III
　　Itwasamirrornow，AndinitalongperspectiveIcouldtraceOfmybegetters，dwindlingbackwardeachpasteachAllwiththekindredlook，WhosenameshadsincebeeninkeddownintheirplaceOntherecorder’sbook，Generationandgenerationofmymien，andbuild，andbrow。
　　IV
　　AndthendidIdivineThateveryheaveandcoilandmoveImadeWithinmybrain，andinmymoodandspeech，WasintheglassportrayedAslongforestalledbytheirsomakingit；
　　Thefirstofthem，theprimestfuglemenofmyline，Beingfoggedinfarantiquenesspastsurmiseandreason’sreach。
　　V
　　SaidIthen，sunkintone，"Iammerestmimickerandcounterfeit!—
　　Thoughthinking，IAMI
　　ANDWHATIDOIDOMYSELFALONE。"
　　——ThecynictwistofthepagethereatunknitBacktoitsnormalfigure，havingwroughtitspurportwry，TheMage’smirrorleftthewindow—square，Andthestainedmoonanddriftretooktheirplacesthere。
　　1916。
　　THISHEART
　　AWOMAN’SDREAM
　　Atmidnight，intheroomwherehelaydeadWhominhislifeIhadneverclearlyread，IthoughtifIcouldpeerintothatcitadelHisheart，IshouldatlastknowfullandwellWhatheretohadbeenknowntohimalone，Despiteourlongsit—outofyearsforeflown，"Andif，"Isaid，"Idothisforhismemory’ssake，Itwouldnotwoundhim，evenifhecouldwake。"
　　SoIbentoverhim。HeseemedtosmileWithacalmconfidencethewholelongwhileThatI，withdrawinghisheart，helditand，bitbybit，Perusedtheunguessedthingsfoundwrittenonit。
　　ItwasinscribedlikeaterrestrialsphereWithquaintvermiculationscloseandclear—
　　Hisgraving。HadIknown，wouldIhaveriskedthestrokeItsreadingbrought，andmyownheartnighbroke!
　　Yes，thereatlast，eyesopened，didIseeHiswholesinceresymmetrichistory；
　　Therewerehistruth，hissimplesinglemindedness，Strained，maybe，bytime’sstorms，buttherenoless。
　　TherewerethedailydeedsfromsuntosunInblindness，butgoodfaith，thathehaddone；
　　Therewereregrets，atinstanceswhereinheswerved（Asheconceived）fromcherishingsIhaddeserved。
　　Therewereoldhoursallfigureddownasbliss—
　　Thosespentwithme——（howlittlehadIthoughtthis!）
　　Therethosewhen，atmyabsence，whetherhesleptorwaked，（ThoughIknewnot’twasso!）hisspiritached。
　　Therethatwhenweweresevered，howdaydulledTilltimejoinedusanew，waschronicled：
　　AndargumentsandbattlingsindefenceofmeThatheartrecordedclearlyandruddily。
　　Iputitback，andlefthimashelayWhilepiercedthemorningpinkandthenthegrayIntoeachdrearyroomandcorridoraround，WhereIshallwait，buthisstepwillnotsound。
　　WHERETHEYLIVED
　　DishevelledleavescreepdownUponthatbankto—day，Somegreen，someyellow，andsomepalebrown；
　　Thewetbentsbobandsway；
　　TheoncewarmslipperyturfissoddenWherewelaughinglysatorlay。
　　Thesummerhouseisgone，Leavingaweedyspace；
　　ThebushesthatveileditoncehavegrownGaunttreesthatinterlace，ThroughwhoselanklimbsIseetooclearlyThenakednessoftheplace。
　　Andwherewerehillsofblue，Blinddriftsofvapourblow，Andthenamesofformerdwellersfew，Ifany，peopleknow，Andinsteadofavoicethatcalled，"Comein，Dears，"
　　Timecalls，"Passbelow!"
　　THEOCCULTATION
　　Whenthecloudshutdownonthemorningshine，Anddarkenedthesun，Isaid，"SoendedthatjoyofmineYearsbackbegun。"
　　ButdaycontinueditslustrousrollInupperair；
　　AnddidmylateirradiatesoulLiveonsomewhere？
　　LIFELAUGHSONWARD
　　RamblingIlookedforanoldabodeWhere，yearsback，onehadlivedIknew；
　　Itssiteadwellingdulyshowed，Butitwasnew。
　　Iwentwhere，notsolongago，Thesodhadriventwobreastsasunder；
　　Daisiesthrovegailythere，asthoughNogravewereunder。
　　IwalkedalongaterracewhereLoudchildrengambolledinthesun；
　　ThefigurethathadoncesatthereWasmissedbynone。
　　Lifelaughedandmovedonunsubdued，IsawthatOldsuccumbedtoYoung：
　　’Twaswell。MytooregretfulmoodDiedonmytongue。
　　THEPEACE—OFFERING
　　Itwasbutalittlething，YetIknewitmeanttomeEasefromwhathadgivenastingTotheverybirdsingingLatterly。
　　ButIwouldnotwelcomeit；
　　AndforallIthendeclinedOtheregrettingsinfiniteWhenthenight—processionsflitThroughthemind!
　　"SOMETHINGTAPPED"
　　SomethingtappedonthepaneofmyroomWhentherewasneveratraceOfwindorrain，andIsawinthegloomMywearyBeloved’sface。
　　"OIamtiredofwaiting，"shesaid，"Night，morn，noon，afternoon；
　　Socolditisinmylonelybed，AndIthoughtyouwouldjoinmesoon!"
　　Iroseandnearedthewindow—glass，Butvanishedthencehadshe：
　　Onlyapallidmoth，alas，Tappedatthepaneforme。
　　August1913。
　　THEWOUND
　　Iclimbedtothecrest，And，fog—festooned，ThesunlaywestLikeacrimsonwound：
　　LikethatwoundofmineOfwhichnoneknew，ForI’dgivennosignThatitpiercedmethrough。
　　AMERRYMAKINGINQUESTION
　　"Iwillgetanewstringformyfiddle，Andcalltotheneighbourstocome，AndpartnersshalldancedownthemiddleUntiltheoldpewter—wareshum：
　　Andwe’llsipthemead，cyder，andrum!"
　　Fromthenightcametheoddestofanswers：
　　Ahollowwind，likeabassoon，Andheadstonesallrangedupasdancers，Andcypressesdroningacroon，Andgurgoylesthatmouthedtothetune。
　　"ISAIDANDSANGHEREXCELLENCE"
　　（FickleLover’sSong）
　　Isaidandsangherexcellence：
　　Theycalleditlaudundue。
　　（Haveyourway，myheart，O!）
　　YetwhatwashomagefaraboveTheplaindesertsofmyoldenLoveProvedverityofmynew。
　　"Shemovesasylphinpicture—land，Wherenothingfroststheair："
　　（Haveyourway，myheart，O!）
　　"ToallwingedpipersoverheadSheisknownbyshapeandsong，"Isaid，Consciousoflicencethere。
　　IsangofherinadimoldhallDream—builttoofancifully，（Haveyourway，myheart，O!）
　　Butlo，theripemonthschancedtoleadMyfeettosuchahallindeed，WherestoodtheveryShe。
　　Strange，startling，wasitthentolearnIhadglanceddownunborntime，（Haveyourway，myheart，O!）
　　Andprophesied，wherebyIknewThatwhichtheyearshadplannedtodoInwarrantyofmyrhyme。
　　BYRUSHY—POND。
　　AJANUARYNIGHT
　　（1879）
　　Therainsmitesmoreandmore，Theeastwindsnarlsandsneezes；
　　ThroughthejointsofthequiveringdoorThewaterwheezes。
　　Thetipofeachivy—shootWrithesonitsneighbour’sface；
　　ThereissomehiddreadafootThatwecannottrace。
　　IsitthespiritastrayOfthemanatthehousebelowWhosecoffintheytookinto—day？
　　Wedonotknow。
　　AKISS
　　Byawallthestrangernowcallshis，Wasbornofoldaparticularkiss，Withoutforethoughtinitsgenesis；
　　Whichinatricetookwingontheair。
　　Andwherethatspotisnothingshows：
　　Thereivycalmlygrows，AndnooneknowsWhatabirthwasthere!
　　Thatkissisgonewherenonecantell—
　　Noteventhosewhofeltitsspell：
　　Itcannothavedied；thatknowwewell。